]DART H. SERMONXII. !8S address theMajesty of Heaven in the forms of celestial worship, and receive immediate and sensible tokens of divine acceptance ; or when they take their ordersand commissions from the throne for some particular errand, or high employment,and return again to make their humble report there : 'flhese are glorious seasons ofconverse with their Maker. Much more glorious communion of this kinddoes the man Christ Jesus enjoy with God, in transacting all the vast, and illustrious affairs of his commission ; a commission large as the 'extent of his Father's kingdom, full of majesty andjustice, terror and grace ; a divine commission to govern, to redeem, and to save,or to punish and destroy millions of mankind, as well as to rule all his unknown dominions in the upper and nether worlds. But in what manner this communion between the Father andChrist is maintained, we knownot ; nor can we guess in what manner, or in what degree such sort ofconverse or communion as this ispractised, or is possible, between the three glorious persons of the ever-blessed Trinity. These are mysteries wrapt up in sacred darkness, and the explication of them surrounded with dangers. A particular knowledgeof these divine unsearchables, any farther than scripture has revealed them, is by no means necessary either to begin, or to maintain our state of grace. Let us content ourselves a fewyeárs longer with humble igno- rance, and we shall have brighter discoveries inthe future world, if it be, necessary there to fulfil our happiness, and to, complete our state ofglory. HYMN FOR SERMON XII. The Scale of Blessedness ; or Blessed Saints, Blessed Saviour, and Blessed Trinity. ASCEND, my soul, by just degrees, Let contemplation rove O'er all the rising ranks of bliss, Here, and in worlds above, i Blest is the nation near to God, Where he makes knownhis ways : Blest are the men whose feet liken trod His lower courts of grace. Blestwere the levite and the priest, Who near his altar stood i Blest are the saints from sin released, And reconcil'd with blood. Blest are the souls dismiss'd from clay, Before his face they stand Blest angels in their bright array, Attend his great Command, ' Jesus is more divinely blest, Where man to godhead join'd, Hath joys transcending all the rest, More noble and refined. But, O what words or thoughts can trace The blessed Three in one ! Hete rest my spirit, and confess The inbuilt unknowa.
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